On First Acquaintance Poem by Femi Ogunlude

Your dreams dovetailing nicely with my visions perfectly fit a rendezvous in;
But before our hearts consolidate at a consummate point
Time, the hand of Day, first will come join us together,
A table bridge the yawning gap between us,
And anticipated exchanges come thrown up like the future.

Because of our hearts' passion unquenchably burning
We will start out at dawn in desperate search
And undoubtedly find each other before dusk beckons
The washed out roads with our hurried steps will crawl.

Though we front a thousand confusions before a carrefour not having any of it,
Keep forging further forward along our misguided ways
Until we have a turnaround take shape on first acquaintance
And the fulfilled go-between exit our space.
Now how do I feel? Or what do you say?
We are similar!